Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

Dip dip dipset
Dip dip dipset
Dip dip dipset
do it man
I'm in the

Yo, I started the starters and fathered the who fathered
I slaughter the slaughters and slaughter the slaughters who
I target than spark it, and Pa you'll be of this target
From artist to artist J.R. is hardest regardless
Put your fate in his hands, there'll be of plans
A man did, I did it from standin' in rain wit a
Now I slither in glitter, throw glaze on my hand
Shit, D-12 don't even the name of my band

Man I'm super fly, two for five, bake the bait
for eight, eight to eight, wait I'm great, haters hate
Cubs come to paper chase, I've dealt with cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rocked was Bathin'
Ooh hun, those them old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you never wear none
I'm a pimp girl, get it through your ear
No I'm not tellin' you where you can get a pair

I'm sicker than sicker, you sicker than now ain't chu
A Picturin' picture, just picture picture I paint you
I'm swift with the fifth, when I it, it spit at an angle
You'll be stiffer than stiff, prick, up with angels
I'm just doin' me jewelery, it be
Pimp's ya pa, it's J.R. hittin' hard, you'll see
Act a fool we'll take you to school like truancy
So give me my respect, I'm the best true

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your shit
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a fact a nap and get used to this, yeah

Yo, I'm ice chain, bright range, nice rings, Caine
Cop the pound, chop it down, ya town, pipe game
I can do a price
What I pack is crunk I don't mean the Bronx
When I say ya white plain, look J is built, to let the tilt
Gun brawl, one call, get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and peeled, so just chill
Look here, I'm in fa mills and I talkin' baby milk

When I spray the mag, you will play in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like some haters I had
I scrap up and rag serious
Shit I ain't talkin' periods when I say stay in my path
I amaze 'em dag, you ain't a killa please
That ain't no killa weed, them twigs are filled wit'
I hit the Philippines across the river
O.C. for weeks where I feel the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with excellent jaw
the vet for sure, who want me to sex them raw
But I X'd all, get some head in the bed
Then walk the chickenhead right towards the exit
Just it my nig', you can't stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, many ya dig
They just hate how I live, 'cuz the only time see me
Under the wing is I'm in the basement of my crib

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a fact have a nap and get used to this,